200 year-old house on 25 rocky acres in high country upstate NY and SO many highbush blueberries!
Monday, December 14, 2009
Here's the end product from last weekend's workshop. They're still dripping wet in this picture.
The 2nd half of last week and all of last weekend had me rushing from one thing to the next, until finally I crashed to earth last night after the choir concert. I'm not sore yet, but I will be, and I wouldn't be surprised if I get a cold. It's not often that the various parts of my life come so close together, but yesterday I forgot the proper shoes for the choir concert. What did I wear? The same shoes I wore to felting, which are the same shoes I wear walking in the mud at the 'stead. Good thing I'm tall, which means I stand in the back row. All the shiny-shoed people were in front of me.
It's time to slow down and take care of myself for a bit. I got on the scale this morning after months of ignoring it and find that things are a little out of control. In October I said I needed to focus outwardly to make friends and a support system and I've been doing that. But what happens then, is that I spend less time planning meals, making food, being mindful of what I eat, and more time driving places and being social. I did what I said I would do - I tried many different things and met a lot of people. Now it's time to choose the one or two things where I really feel that I fit, that nurture me and focus on those, but add taking care of myself into the balance, which means that some of the things I've tried in the last few months will have to fall away. It's all part of the process of making a full life in a new place, proceeding exactly the way it should.
One more week to the darkest day of the year and then we start to get more light. This time next week I'll be dropping the dogs off for boarding and be on my way to visit relatives in Oregon for a week. I'm looking forward to it.